The Ugly Girl Contest

chapter 1

BEEEEEEEEEEP

  "AGHHHHH!" I screamed. An alarm went off. I looked in the direction of the noise to see my mother smiling evilly. "Time to get up ...deaaaaar! BWAHAHAHAHA!"

Ok so she didn't laugh at the end, but with my mom that wouldn't be unusual.

I groaned I would go back to bed but it was Monday. And therefore.

I had school.

 I got out of bed and went to the mirror. I saw my curls have become a lion's mane again. If you ever know anyone who says " I just loooove my curls! They are so easy to handle and gorgeous!" And they have shiny bouncy curls. Those idiots curl their hair because curly hair is not a blessing people. It is a curse!

Anyway, after attempting to make my curls look presentable I finally got most of them to lay flat on my head and not look too poofy. I would do that thing that Taylor Swift does but c'mon we can't all be gorgeous.

  After washing my face and brushing my teeth I went to my closet and looked through my wonderful assortment of clothes.

Yea just kidding I grabbed ripped jeans, a long sleeve blue shirt, and some sneakers.

I also grabbed a sweater because it was pretty humid where I live.

Yea humid. And curly hair.

Gosh, I hate my life.

 My phone then started singing "Stacy's mom has got it going on!" I groaned and answered, " hey Stacy." "Cassie!!!!! Omg hey gurlllll! What are you wearing today?! How are you feeling?! Oh, yea....AND WHEN ARE YOU COMING OUTSIDE YOU BITCH?!!!!! YOU WANT ME TO DRIVE YOU TO SCHOOL OR NOT I HAVEN'T GOT ALL DAY PRINCESS!" She said. I sighed " I'm coming you impatient boob just let me get my backpack." I grabbed my backpack, ran down the stairs, and after hearing my mom yell at me about running in the house grabbed a hot pocket and went outside to my charming best friend.

 Stacy and I were best friends since I don't even remember how long. She was here through it all from the time my parents got divorced, to the time I got braces(enough), to the time my mom got a new boyfriend and I got a brother. Yea she's been here for it all.

Yet Stacy and I couldn't be more different. She had straight black hair.  Was a huge fashionista. Had an adoring boyfriend.  And was cool. I had none of those things but she still stuck by me. No matter what.

I got in Stacy's car and buckled myself in. "Did I not hear you properly or did you call me a boob?" Stacy asked. I stared straight ahead giving her the silent treatment for being so rude on the phone. "Cassie c'mon!" Stacy whined. I looked out the window and took a bite out of my hot pocket.

Which now that I'm thinking about it was a bad idea since the damn thing nearly inflamed my taste buds.

Do you know how hard it is to ignore someone while your mouth is on fire?

If not the answer is very.

Stacy chuckled and instead of being a good friend and giving me the Starbucks in her hand. She took my hot pocket blew on it and ate it with ease.

"Stacy!!!!!" I yelled at her. Stacy shrugged " serves ya right bitch." She said.

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By the time we got to school I was still mad at Stacy for taking my hot pocket but we were talking about people we hate so it didn't matter at the moment.

Then I did something that would change my life forever.

I bumped into the Shane Mason.

Now if that name doesn't send chills up your stomach then you must have never seen him.

He was the most gorgeous boy in school.

Some say he works at Abercrombie and Fitch.

Others say he was part of one direction until they kicked him out because he got more babes than Harry Styles.

And the people that didn't say that, just said they banged him.

I think there was actually a Facebook club for girls who have banged Shane Mason.

#BangedShane.

But I didn't bang him, sadly, I bumped into him.

He turned around looked down at me and smiled.

Oh my gosh, e has dimples.

DIMPLES!!!

"I-i-i...." I said as I tried to talk.

Shane reached out his hand to help me up " hey gorgeous how can I help you?"he basically sang.

Goodbye ovaries.

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Sorry for the swearing

-♥amo